Hui was Tianye’s childhood friend and understood him better than the guards. He could tell what Tianye was thinking, probably about his father forcing him to go back to school or join the company. Hui also knew that although Tianye could not be provoked or questioned at this moment, he must be longing for someone’s care.
Hui unbuckled his seatbelt, stood up, and walked through a short corridor to Tianye’s private cabin door. The door was tightly closed.
Hui looked around, hesitated at the door, and gently knocked. After knocking for a while, there was no response from inside.
Hui became nervous, afraid that Young Master Tianye might do something extreme. Without thinking much, he raised his arm and pushed the door hard. The door opened, as it was not locked from the inside.
Hui pushed open the door and walked in. Inside, an exquisite custom rotating sofa was placed on the right side of the door, most prominent.
A large photo of Tianye and his father hung above the sofa. In the photo, Tianye looked handsome, sunny, and smiled brightly.
His father, though still vigorous and full of energy, looked less heroic and older.
Hui looked straight ahead. Young Master Tianye was sitting on the bed, knees raised, leaning forward, hands clasped around his knees, stretching his head to look through the overhead transparent mirror at the sky outside… motionless, just staring blankly.
Hui wanted to say something but seeing Tianye’s scene, he stopped. Hui was puzzled; the young master was so silent, which should be the second time in his life. The first time was when the chairman told him that the young master was particularly sad in his childhood when a little girl companion left him. Back then, he was most silent. After that, for more than ten years, the young master was always energetic and domineering, walking around with confidence and being highly admired. But today, what exactly was happening? It definitely wasn’t something simple like joining a company or changing universities.
The private jet was flying rapidly in the air and soon arrived at Tianye’s home in Hong Kong. The jet slowed down and gently stopped at the villa’s backyard airport.
